Look and see, is there a letter in your bag for me?

Picture courtesy of www.girl-groups.com. Gotta love the Marvelettes!
I have never been good at waiting on mail. When I was in my senior year of high school and waiting for college acceptances, I checked the mail three times a day (once in the morning on the way to school, once at lunch and once after school) every day until I got into the school of my choice.
Lately, I’ve been having a flashback to those days as I wait for our guests to return their R.S.V.P. cards and for the lovely accessories I ordered from etsy to arrive. Every day when I come home, the first words out my mouth are “Did we get any mail?”
We’ve still got time until the R.S.V.P. deadline and I don’t need the accessories right now, but I have to admit I’m getting a little excitable about it and have become a mailbox stalker when it comes to these things. After all, it’s the first time since we’ve been in the new place that we’re not just getting bills or fliers for horrible looking Chinese take-out!
Am I the only one kicking it Marvelette-style for the postman to bring me lovely letters in the mail? Share your postal obsession with me.
I’ve always been like that anyway — something so exciting about getting a letter or brand new magazine has always made me just ruuuuun to the mailbox straight-away. I can only imagine the craziness that will ensue when the invites are out!